(By Linds)
As the team is doing more single-day races around Belgium and Holland this year, I've had more of a chance to spend my weekends on the road with Mark, and had a few trips in VIP1.
Two weeks ago, I headed to Duren in Germany with the team for the day. Duren is close by Achen, so just over the border from Netherlands and Belgium. The weather was looking ominous as we left early in the morning, but by the time the race started, had improved out of sight to a beautiful sunny day. The course was to head out up a hill for 20 km, then do 3 50km laps, then go back down the hill into town, and do 5 5km local laps. The whole race except for the local laps was hilly, something the boys weren't used to in Belgium (well, a hill more than 1km long anyway). At this race there was no soigneur for the day, so Rudi and I did the feed station, which was just bidons anyway. As the team car came through the feedstation following the peloton, Tina jumped out and I jumped in for the rest of the race.
In typical german race-official style, there was practically no information given over the race radios. So my first task was to tell Gil and Mark what was going on in the peloton: 3 groups, we had guys in the second and third groups, and the time gaps. A lack of communication between the comissaires of the day meant the 3nd group almost rode through the caravan now following the 2nd group as they caught back up to them, as the car's weren't pulled out of the gap until Gil got on the radio to the commisairres! It was a pretty boring race until poor Michael crashed about 40 km to go, then we just had 2 guys left (Sven and Peter) for the finish. With Rudi now back at the truck, and down a soigneur, Gil let me out at the finish straight on the last lap to greet the guys as they came through at the finish. Wished someone had got a photo, because Gerard would have loved the publicity he got: Gil stopped in the middle of the road (basically last car in the caravan), let me out, then me with the purple team jersey on, walked very casually down the finish straight to the soigneur post after the line. The crowd was quite large, so talk about prime time advertising!!! (Hahaha)
One of the things I notice most from VIP1 is the race organisation and how it varies from country to country. I hadn't experienced it in Germany from VIP1 before, but I didn't think it was all that safe compared to some of the other races I'd seen. The main difference is there was no big police escort stopping traffic entering against the race direction, rather just a rolling road closure where the oncoming cars would just stop in their lane. So the peloton was mainly down to one lane, because every now and then there'd be a car in the other lane. Imagine racing on a road with parked cars. It wasn't too safe in the caravan either, normally the managers stay in the slow lane but overtake in the fast lane (the left here), but this day we had to dodge quite a bit because we'd come around a corner and there'd be an oncoming car (stopped or not sometimes!) sitting there! So there was that factor, and also a lack of race information apparently, though they were giving pretty regular updates when I was in the car. I must say though, not all german traffic control is bad, the tour I did last year seemed to be quite ok for traffic control, with a large police escort. Dutch traffic control is pretty good, the cars, although allowed in the opposite direction, actually pull off the road when they stop. In Belgium, there's always diversions in place so no traffic goes against the direction of the peloton. here, where the course is a loop (usually less than 20 km) the traffic can only go one way around the loop. For bigger loops and point-to-point courses, there is a massive police escort giving plenty of warning to stop the cars going against the peloton in a rolling road closure way. It's so much safer!!
Last weekend I went up to North Holland for the Ronde van Noord Holland. Some quick geography: The Netherlands is made up of provinces, like Aust is made up of states. Two provinces where Amsterdam and Rotterdam are located are called North and South Holland. Together, this region is "Holland". The collective of "Holland" and the other provinces makes up the Netherlands. To foreigners, Holland = the Netherlands, however to the Netherlanders there is a clear distinction. People from non-Holland provinces don't like being called Hollanders! Even I was a bit confused at first, so don't worry. Back to the race, it wasn't until race day that I realised that the Ronde van Noord Holland was the tour of the North Holland Province, not in the north of Holland / The Netherlands. So we headed up past Amsterdam, for the first time that I'd been to this part of Holland.
Another bit of geography (and I have to get my book out for this to make sure I get it right): 60% of dutch people live below sea level. The book doesn't say exactly how much of the Netherlands is below sea level. As so much is below sea level, there are all these dijks everywhere, especially near the edges. A dijk is a big levee bank, basically. They are there to keep the sea out, and keep the interior land, below sea level, dry. The land in the middle is called a polder. Now to ensure the polder stays dry, the people there need to cooperate effectively and manage it well. One mistake and bye-bye to half the Netherlands. So this management and cooperation has, over the centuries, been built into the dutch culture, leading the British to pronounce the dutch governmental style the Polder model.
How does this fit into Mark's blogs about bike racing??? Well, up in North Holland province (go look at your map and you'll understand), the province is basically a polder, where it is kept dry by a dijk. Not only that, but like a well-built ship, the polder is broken into mini-polders by inland dijks, so if one part floods, other parts are kept dry. So in North Holland, the flat land is criss-crossed by these massive levee banks, often in the fields and sometimes with a channel in the middle (for both irrigation and water management!). The characteristic of the Ronde van Noord Holland is that a good 2/3 of the race is up on these dijks. The race is therefore typically a very tough race, as the riders are exposed to the wind pretty much all day, up on these dijks, and usually breaks into many small groups early on.



Off the dijk and through town:

The race was a 1.1 (but no protour teams attended), so it was always going to be a very tough race for the guys, made even tougher by the dijks, and that they'd raced the day before. The guys are still lacking a bit of strength in these bigger races, and not used to backing it up two days in a row. So most of them were out within the first 40 km, leaving only Matt and Peter going on (to their defense the peloton covered 50 km in the first hour anyway). Having only 2 guys in the bunch meant a very nice drive in the country side for us! It was great though, Mark and I got to see quite a lot from these dijks (you're up on the top, and the land's flat below you, you can see for miles). The dijks snaked around quite a bit, only one lane wide up top, and at 50 km/h it's quite scary! It's spring here now, and the tulips have just been harvested, but not all of them, and often we'd see a field of beautiful tulips!

The other interesting bit about the architecture of the dijks, I can't quite explain. They're like legitimate roadways, with driveways coming off them and the houses down below. You'll have to look at the photos. One thing I don't understand yet is the waterways inside the polders. There's all these channels everywhere, you guess for irrigation. But some of the towns are like floating towns, a bit like Venice with channels for streets. Even some of the paddocks are separated by these channels, like a mote. It was strange. But really cool too, being able to tie your boat up at the back fence! You could travel almost anywhere in the Netherlands by the network of canals, like roadways. That's one more thing, the Netherlands has as many canals/channels as it does roads, and uses big barges for transporting goods as much as it does trucks. It's interesting to see sometimes, how such big barges can fit down some not-so-big canals!
Water-streets:

Back to the race. Matt made it 130 km this day, after getting dropped once, then caught up in a crash, and got back on again. The race then did some local laps of a town by the sea, then they got back on the dijks and he got dropped again there. Peter was collecting tickets all day on the back, but when they hit the dijks by the sea (just where Matt got dropped) Peter found himself in a little group of 6-8 riders who'd been dropped off the back, as the peloton splintered into many groups for the run home. No point wasting his energy, so he stopped and got in the car with us at 170 km, Gil turned the GPS on and we headed back to the finish. The race was essentially one big lap of the region, so we had to wait a bit for the guys who got dropped during the race to get back to the start/finish. 3 of them got dropped within 2 km of each other, so we were able to tell them all 'they're just back there, go meet up with them and ride together', so they all rode back together, and we're not sure how in such an expanse of space, but they manged to pick up Matt on his way back. Somehow, after being dropped at about 40 km, they clocked up 160 km for the day! Luckily we didn't have to wait too long for them...
The sea from Holland:

It's not often to get a photo of Mark in action, but I snapped this one as he had just finished picking Matt up off the road and giving him a push after a big crash. Matt was lucky as he was uninjured and didn't have a mechanical problem. The Sparkasse team had 5 riders down, with 2 requiring new bikes (that mechanic was busy that crash!).

Both Wednesday and Thursday have been public holidays here, and most businesses were closed on Friday, so I'm enjoying a 5 day break from work. On Thursday I went to the continental race in Antwerp. The course was three laps of 55km, then a few local laps at the finish. I wasn't able to go in the car this day, as it was Nico's first day as DS driving the car, and Gil had to go to teach him how to DS. I went along with Rudi and Patrick to the feedstation (only 5km from the start/finish), and met up with the families and sat there most of the day having coffee at a nearby cafe. Then waited at the finish for the finish. Mark's away again today in North Holland provice at another race, but I have some work to do on the house so I didn't go.
And this is my cue to wrap up.
Linds